Blackstock Village Hall
A frosty evening
The food had been delivered
and prepared
All they had to do was
microwave it
Scottish Dancing
honest, I'm not scared
A CD Player plugged in,
in one corner
Rafferty a caller on the right
There won't be any wallflowers
in the village hall I reckon
or if there are I think they'll
freeze tonight
a candle here and there
but that was all there was
an electric 2 bar fire
stuck up the front
Full of dust and cobwebs
been up in someones loft
The music starts
and jackie pulls a stunt
She's 50 and no lie
She does this cart-wheel
Her pretty rose red petticoat
I see
I was coming out the Gents
and it was like a breath of fresh
air, to see her tumbling actually

The others started rocking
and reeeling
The music crackled
and the wooden
floors
bounced a bit
as everyone got
up to dance
and I crawled up to jackie
on all fours

"Hello Jackie Love
I'm Ronnie Hinton"
I reckons your a
sporting gal for sure
I couldn't help by see
your rose red petticoat
and so admire your cart-wheel
on the floor
Would you take my hand
lets dance together
I felt her warm embrace
and she felt mine
Jack Frost can freeze
the windscreen of
my Golf outside
but inside close to her
the sun did shine

We danced,we truly danced,
the blooming night away
some spinach quiche
a sausage and some tea
Were ready for the open road
the Golf would take us home
"Where you living Lassie I will see"?

I work at Bragstoke place
I do the gardens
Right up that steep hill,
it is 1 in 4
I walk up it every single day
you know
With a sack of something
sometimes so I'm sure
I can get up there tonight,
for certain
But if you want
I could go home with you
You live in Potten End
near Berko don't you
Yea your right
that is what I do

Whats the river running
at the back of you the Gade?
Yea come stay the night with me
and taste my Lemonade
A spot of highland whisky,
some herbs and you will be
floating off to Scotland
in your dreams you wait and see
And I've got a 4 poster bed
the lap of luxury
full of lace and satins
its just the place to be

And we can lay together
in finery and lace
And I can kiss your rosey lips
locked in a warm embrace
Can share your fruits
a plenty and sleep beside thee strong
And listen to your heart
and share your breath
yes all night long

(A simple story inspired by my friend AWG I just applied some embellishment to his night out)
Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent)